Two men stand in the crowded bus. One carries a guitar, the other a briefcase. Every time the first strums, the second glares. "This is an enclosed public place. If you do that again I will break your fingers".
After a few stops, he storms off.The man with the guitar picks tentatively. He plays softly at first, then fills the bus with a simple, clean, beautiful piece.I get off feeling so peaceful; and sad for the man with the briefcase. He missed out on exactly what he needed.
No comments:
Post a Comment